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Everybody glared at Ryuk. Soricho turned to the task force. "I thought I told you guys to go ET on him and leave ditch his ass at the bus station!?" Aizawa and Matsuda shrugged. "We came back. I guess that UGLY UGLY UGLY smoker let him back in with him." Matsuda glared at the redhead, who looked up from the Game Boy and flipped him off. Light scratched his luscious, lovely glossy coconut scented locks in confusion. "EXCUSE me, but aren't you supposed to be in a coma or something? From when Matsuda kicked you?" The redhead snapped his fingers. "Oh yeah! I forgot!" he promptly collapsed on the floor. L groaned. "Great now I gotta lot of ex

Enough awkward silence filled the room for 23 and a half gay babies to be born. (Yes, some unlucky Lithanian  woman is now giving birth to just HALF of her gay baby)j Light shrieked like a kindergarten who just pooped in someones pants. He also stomped his foot and jumped angrily up and down, pointing his stupid preppy figer at L. "Ew! That's like, kinda gross." Matsuda gagged Soiricho turned a lovely shade of lavender and scarlet, just like a Crayola! oooh! Purty! "NO! Why has good fanfiction forsaken us? Those damn rabid fangirls! Why! Why! WHHHHYYYY!" Soichiro got down on his hands and knees and had a temper tantrum, like those spoil

The next day was pretty much like any other after that. Soiricho yelling at people, Mogi doing working alone, Watari being British/Japanese, Light immersed in inner monologue and Matsuda playing with Aizawa's hair without his permission. All was normal…except for L. But L's never normal…but still. Something wasn't right. His ass hurt and he lost his virginity to a mega douche wearing a J-Dog mask. Heh heh heh… mega douche. Tee hee. Anyways, L was getting really really mad. After stirring a cup of coffee for 4 hours, he finally stood up and yelled. "WHERE IS MY FUCKING CHEESECAKE, LIGHT?" he screamed. The taskforce froze as Lig

It was just an average day at Kira Task Force Head quarts, when then…it happened. "Hey L… how are you?" asked Light in a suspiciously cheerful voice. L glared. What was he playing at? "…good?" "Good. Say, how about we have sex?" Light nonchalantly reclined in a swivel chair with his arms behind his head, like all other douche bags in anime. Why do they always have to put their arms behind their head? WHY? NORMAL PEOPLE NEVER DO THAT! L merely blinked. "Excuse Me, Light-kun?" L was praying he had misheard light. Sure, L was very sexually frustrated, and he's imagined doing Light's girlfriend, but Light? Hell no. Nuh uh. He w